How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

"Let's start the next mission."

[Received!] The system's words were somewhat weak, and I always felt uneasy, as if I was violating the laws of nature.

After thinking about it, it realized that it had not broken any rules at all. It could only comfort itself that it became like this because its core was damaged.

The main system cannot lie.

……

"Master, thank you for your hard work!" Song Wenjing took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them one by one to the five men in front of him. He had just moved here from another city.

He felt how difficult it was to move, and he couldn't possibly give up his original furniture, after all, he didn't have much money left.

You have to spend it sparingly.

The men took the cigarettes and said, "Hahaha, you're welcome. It's what we should do."

They wiped the sweat from their heads, took the cigarettes and the money, and counted the money with their hands while holding the cigarettes in their mouths.

They earned their money through hard work. Fortunately, this young man's home was on the third floor. If it was on the sixth or seventh floor, the worse thing would be that there would be no elevator.

I'm really exhausted.

After completing the task, they took a break and couldn't help asking:

"Little brother, judging from your accent, you're not a local, are you? Did you come here from somewhere else?"

Song Wenjing: "I came here from somewhere else, hoping to make a living. I heard it's easier to find a job in a big city, so my parents let me come here and try my luck."

"Hey! Everyone yearns for the big city, but it's a pity that you can't get there without some skills." The man took a puff of his cigarette and said goodbye, "Goodbye, little brother."

As soon as they received the message, they came back to life and the men instantly gained strength.

Song Wenjing said: "Brothers, take care."

After the people left, Song Wenjing turned around tiredly and walked into the room and closed the door. He didn't notice that the door opposite had a small crack, and a pair of sinister eyes appeared behind the crack.

Almost ten minutes after Song Wenjing closed the door, the crack slowly closed.

Song Wenjing accepted his fate and cleaned the house, scrubbing every corner and furniture. It was almost evening when he cooked dumplings, took a quick bite, took a shower, and went to bed.

As soon as he arrived here, he asked an agent to introduce a house and deliberately chose the one opposite An An. After choosing the house, he had to move the furniture that had been brought back up.

There is no elevator in this community, so you can only rely on your legs.

The original owner worked at a small company in another city, but was fired because he offended the company's leader. He was unwilling to accept the situation, but he didn't dare to do anything.

I listened to sad songs late at night and felt so sad that I jumped into the river.

As soon as Song Wenjing opened his eyes, water filled his mouth and nose, and a suffocating feeling of oppression came over him. To make matters worse, a small fish actually bit his little foot.

This is simply going against the will of Heaven!

Luckily he could swim, or he'd have died within minutes of landing. Didn't the system know to give him a day's notice and insist on making him suffer?

The original owner's family lived in the village, and he was the only college student from the village.

After the system sent him here, it stayed in his mind motionless, waiting for him to return home to change his clothes and rest, and then threw a book to him.

Through the contents of the book, he learned that the villain was called Shen Yu'an. Shen Yu'an was abandoned in an orphanage as soon as he was born. He was timid and could be scared by the slightest sound.

After being frightened, he could only shrink pitifully to the side.

My current job is writing novels. I don’t usually go out. Sometimes I go out at night to buy some things, just like a bat afraid of the sun.

This time the villain and the protagonist have little interaction.

Song Wenjing got up early in the morning and made dumplings. He put the dumplings in a box, opened the door and knocked on Shen Yu'an's door.

As the saying goes, those who are close to water get the moon first. If An An was not in this city, he would not want to move around.

He said, "Hello, is anyone home? I'm the new resident of room 312 next door. I just made dumplings this morning and accidentally made too many."

"They all belong to our neighbors, so we sent some over for everyone to taste."

The first step to get close to An An is to show your face in front of An An and let him taste your cooking skills. It is said that to conquer a man, you must first conquer his stomach.

He is a good cook, I don’t believe he can’t conquer you!

Shen Yu'an in the room heard the sound, his hands on the keyboard paused for a moment, and he moved his eyes away from the computer with some slow reaction, staring at the door.

Unable to hear any sound, he pursed his lips, stared at the computer and continued typing.

His novels were decent, at least enough to support himself, but his editor sometimes couldn't help but want him to have a passionate love affair.

The reason was that he had just opened a new book, and the love story between the hero and heroine was so messed up that people who didn't know would think they were sworn siblings.

There is no ambiguous atmosphere at all when watching it, only the spiritual atmosphere of being wholeheartedly loyal to the Party.

He is 20 years old this year. He dropped out of college after one year for personal reasons. He has never been in a relationship and he doesn't know how to write this kind of love scene.

Do you really want to have a relationship?

There were 500 words he had just typed on the computer. After thinking about it, he deleted them all.

Ambiguous atmosphere... How to be ambiguous? Or just go straight in?

But... readers didn't buy it.

For the first time, he showed a confused look.

Seeing no one respond, Song Wenjing knocked on the door again, "Hello, is anyone home?"

He stared at the door with some suspicion. Is there really no one home? Could An An have gone out to buy breakfast so early in the morning?

But that shouldn't be the case. The two of them live next door. If An An goes out, he will pass by his own door. Just now, when he opened the door, the people passing by the door did not include An An.

Did he misread or overlook it?

Song Wenjing gritted his teeth and lowered his head in frustration. It was impossible that there was no one in the room to respond. It could only mean that the owner of the room had gone out.

It’s okay, he can come again next time. It’s impossible for An An to be not at home every time he comes.

Comforting himself in this way, he was about to turn around when he saw that the door in front of him had opened a small crack.

Song Wenjing: “?”

The person in front of me wanted to wrap himself up tightly, revealing a pair of cautious almond-shaped eyes, and his pale hands were stretched out timidly.

"Here...here you are. Hello, I..." Song Wenjing handed the bag over and was about to say something when he saw Shen Yu'an quickly take the bag away and slam the door shut.

Song Wenjing was shocked. It was the first time he was turned away. He looked at the closed door and then looked down at his feet.

He touched his face doubtfully and muttered uncertainly, "Am I... am I ugly?" That shouldn't be the case.

He took pictures in the mirror several times and got a new hairstyle, determined to appear handsome in front of An An.

He returned to his room somewhat dejectedly, staring at the dumplings in the bowl, and put them into his mouth in grief and anger.

He was just a little sad. An An in every world was an independent individual and he had no memories.

If I have to blame someone, I can only blame myself for not being able to make An Jing calm down and listen to me.

Shen Yu'an leaned against the door and heard the young man about to talk to him, but he quickly closed the door and ended the conversation. He really wanted to open the door naturally and have a chat with the young man.

But now he doesn't want to talk to anyone at all. When he meets a stranger, he will develop an escapist mentality.

In panic, you want to kill strangers. After all, they are the ones who made you panic. If you solve the source, you won't be afraid anymore.